There is a great deal they do not know about me before I was found. I had
escaped from the people that made me produce puppies year after year. I was
just about to drop my last litter of puppies. Some kind people came for me from
Doberman Rescue. My body told them what I could not. There was a bald patch
ringed around my neck that would never grow back. My front teeth were gone.
The ones that were left looked as though they had been filed down.  When my
labor started the puppies became stuck and I was rushed for an emergency
cesarean section/spay. I also had a severe case of heartworm. I was given
treatment but my heart was left with damage.
I still trusted and loved people. I tried to show this by offering my right paw to any
one that would look at me. Melissa and Judy of the Doberman Pinscher Rescue
at North Florida were the angels that saved my life. I soon moved to live my last
six months of my life in Mount Dora, Florida. I had lots of pillows and blankets.
The food was great. I went everywhere with my new person. It was wonderful
driving with the window down to feel the fresh air on my face. I even barked once
or twice when I saw the Mount Dora horse and carriage go by. It was a surprise
to even myself, I had been so shy and quiet. I made lots of friends at the dog
park down the street.
Unfortunately my past caught up with me. My droopy mammary glands ballooned
with a vengeance. It was becoming difficult to lie down. My heart condition
became worse. The aggressive form of breast cancer would probably not have
formed if I had been spayed at a young age and not used as a puppy machine.
That same day Dr. Weber of Lake Veterinary Clinic gently examined me. It
seemed to me that he wanted me to be free of the discomfort and pain. So I did
have a peaceful death in the arms of my person. I will miss all of my good
friends, the people who loved me. Perhaps they will miss me too.